(2015) It's about two minutes before bedtime and Lily asks me if she could tell me just one more quick thing before bed.
"Sure," I said sleepily. "What is it?"
"Will you listen to my top 100 laughs and tell me which is the best one?"
Ummm ... no, Lil. Let's save that for your next spend the night with Grammie!!
(2011) Found Lily Claire singing and dancing and talking in front of my full length mirror in the bathroom. When I asked her what she was doing, she pointed to herself in the mirror and said, "Playing with this new friend!" She's definitely MY girl!
(2013) Lily Claire just said to me, "Mom, you are just like Cinderella." As I was basking in the glow of such a sweet, heartfelt compliment thinking maybe I had Cinderella's beauty, or grace, or kindness, I replied, "Oh how sweet! How is Mommy like Cinderella?" Lily answered, "Because you clean all day."
(2015) Lily Claire and I went outside a minute ago and she sighed and said, "Well, it's another cherry day."
"What?" I asked. "What is a cherry day?"
"The last time it looked like this outside, you said it was a cherry day," Lil answered.
Thinking a minute, I realized, "Not a CHERRY day, Lil! I said it was a DREARY day!"
Hee! Hee! I think we may call it a "cherry" day from now on ... that certainly sounds happier!
(2015) Lily hugged me last night and said, "Mommy, sometimes you are just like a nice witch." Huh?! Is that good?!
A favorite! 😂😂😂
There is no tired like the tired of an elementary school teacher at the end of the week before Christmas break! As we were dragging home late tonight from school, we passed by our neighbor's nativity scene out in their yard. I noticed that Mary wasn't lit up as usual, and I turned to Lily and said, "Uh oh. Mary is burned out." After considering that for a minute, I yelled out the window at plastic Mary, "GIRL, I CAN RELATE!!" I was cracking myself up, but Lily was looking at me like I'd truly gone off my rocker! Actually, I think I have!!! Hahahaaaaa!!!
I had the funniest and sweetest thing happen tonight when I stopped in Kohl’s to pick up a last-minute gift. I was super tired from a fun, but long day at school, and had been standing in a ultra long, slow line waiting to get to the cash register. Believe me when I say there were a lot of tired, grumpy people waiting in that line. When I was finally next up to be helped at the cash register, this very big, older man stepped right in front of me with two packs of Lindor chocolate truffles in his hand to purchase. I was a little surprised, but decided to be gracious and just let him go ahead, seeing that I had just read a devotional the other night that talked about “not sacrificing kindness on the altar of your impatience,” especially during the busy holiday season. (Plus I was wearing a huge Santa Claus Christmas sweater, so I couldn’t really be mean wearing that. 😂😂) I figured he must not have noticed the long line and had just made a mistake. After a few seconds standing in front of me, he turned back and looked at me questioningly, and I just smiled. Then he started laughing. What I didn’t know was that his wife was actually in line behind me, and he was just playing a joke to see how I would react if he cut in line! He said, “I’m just playing! I’m not really cutting in front of you!” I started laughing and said, “It was OK! I was going to just let you go ahead! I figured you were in a serious rush to eat those chocolates!” The whole line started laughing at this point, and the man said to me, “I was expecting you to get really mad, I was even a little nervous, but you have a beautiful spirit. I’m glad to know there still people like that in the world.” It was so sweet! When I left the store, he was sitting on a bench waiting for his wife. I waved goodbye to him and told him, “’You better be good from now on because Santa is watching!” and we laughed again. It really shows how just a little bit of kindness and grace can bring out the best in everyone, even on a late night Christmas shopping errand after a very looooong day! ❤️
(2013) Only Dylan! He told us this evening that he wants to quit his basketball team. Of course we said NO and gave him a big speech about making commitments and keeping them and not letting your team down, etc. We finally asked WHY he wanted to quit, thinking it was because he thought his team wasn't good or because he wanted to stay home and play video games or something. His exact words for wanting to quit were ... "Because someone on my team's breath smells like a squirrel." What?!!! How does he even know what a squirrel smellls like?!!! Dylan definitely keeps life interesting around here!!!
Typical Skeet/Jen conversation ...
Me, setting the table for our grade level Christmas party on Friday: “Skeet, should I use crackle glass votives in this centerpiece or pillars?”
Skeet, looking completely blank: (loooong pause) “I have no idea what any of that is ...”
😂😂😂😂 #nohelp #callmom
So the guy in the Hallmark Christmas movie I’m watching just said that to find true love you must go into the wilderness under a full moon and spot a reindeer together. Would a possum or raccoon count? Otherwise I don’t think there’s much chance of finding true love here in Georgia! 😂😂😂
(2016) Laughing so hard after talking to Bran tonight! He had to take his final in Bible class today and he didn't realize until yesterday that part of the exam was to write down all the books of the Bible in order!! He said exhausted, "Mom. I was up all night singing some song I found of all the books of the Bible and I had to sing it like 1800 times all night long to remember them!!!" The mental image of that had me rolling ... and think about his poor roommate!!! He's up for sainthood after putting up with that all night!! 😂😂😂😂
(2015) This memory made me laugh out loud ... Brandon Taylor
My friends have always told me that God was laughing when he sent me two rowdy boys, being the "girlie girl" that I am and after growing up in an all female household (other than Papaw, of course)! That was proven yet again this weekend! Bran has been driving on a spare tire for several weeks and he brought his red Mustang home for the weekend to get it fixed. I graciously offered to take the car up to the DREADED Discount Tires to get it fixed while Bran helped his dad in the backyard. FIRST of all, I needed a hazmat suit to even get IN the car ... there was about three weeks of dirty laundry thrown in the backseat and the floors and trunk, not to mention all the old Gatorade bottles, baseball tape and bats, dirty cleats, and empty fast food bags! And, the zillion old, black Christmas tree air fresheners hanging from the rear view mirror were doing absolutely nothing for the air quality in the car, to say the least, except making me gag! THEN, as I drove up the street, I realized that there was some long, black wire hanging on my foot to make the floors glow a bright red color and that Bran had done something to the muffler so it was making this SUPER LOUD ROARING sound whenever you pushed the accelerator! Good grief. I then made a quick detour into the Kroger shopping center to get my nails done and buy flowers for the kitchen, and as I am trying to quietly pull out of the parking spot with my cute pink nails and tulips, the car ROARS super loud again and some man in a flannel shirt and white beard standing on the sidewalk screams "YEAH!!!" and gives me a big thumbs up at the roaring sound!! Seriously?! Not to mention the stickers all over the back with deer heads and hunting rifles and a "Don't Tread on Me" warning! And, of course, Discount Tires couldn't get a tire for the car until today, so Bran has MY car at Emmanuel, and I had to take his to Mulberry today, where I proceeded to peel out of the elementary school parking lot in my turkey earrings and unicorn slippers with a HUGE Indy 500 roaring, thundering boom! Can I please get my car back now? Pretty sure this is the LAST time I graciously offer to take Bran's "hot rod" ANYWHERE!
(2016) This memory made me laugh out loud ... Brandon Taylor
My friends have always told me that God was laughing when he sent me two rowdy boys, being the "girlie girl" that I am and after growing up in an all female household (other than Papaw, of course)! That was proven yet again this weekend! Bran has been driving on a spare tire for several weeks and he brought his red Mustang home for the weekend to get it fixed. I graciously offered to take the car up to the DREADED Discount Tires to get it fixed while Bran helped his dad in the backyard. FIRST of all, I needed a hazmat suit to even get IN the car ... there was about three weeks of dirty laundry thrown in the backseat and the floors and trunk, not to mention all the old Gatorade bottles, baseball tape and bats, dirty cleats, and empty fast food bags! And, the zillion old, black Christmas tree air fresheners hanging from the rear view mirror were doing absolutely nothing for the air quality in the car, to say the least, except making me gag! THEN, as I drove up the street, I realized that there was some long, black wire hanging on my foot to make the floors glow a bright red color and that Bran had done something to the muffler so it was making this SUPER LOUD ROARING sound whenever you pushed the accelerator! Good grief. I then made a quick detour into the Kroger shopping center to get my nails done and buy flowers for the kitchen, and as I am trying to quietly pull out of the parking spot with my cute pink nails and tulips, the car ROARS super loud again and some man in a flannel shirt and white beard standing on the sidewalk screams "YEAH!!!" and gives me a big thumbs up at the roaring sound!! Seriously?! Not to mention the stickers all over the back with deer heads and hunting rifles and a "Don't Tread on Me" warning! And, of course, Discount Tires couldn't get a tire for the car until today, so Bran has MY car at Emmanuel, and I had to take his to Mulberry today, where I proceeded to peel out of the elementary school parking lot in my turkey earrings and unicorn slippers with a HUGE Indy 500 roaring, thundering boom! Can I please get my car back now? Pretty sure this is the LAST time I graciously offer to take Bran's "hot rod" ANYWHERE!
(2016) How to be a hero in two easy steps...
1. Receive a text that says “I’m starving” from your 15 -year-old son who is on the school bus heading home.
2. Make a giant family size pot of Kraft macaroni and cheese just for him.
VOILA!! Instant hero!!! 😂😂😂
(2014) REALLY?! I arrange a RARE free Saturday night with all the kids taken care of so I can surprise Robert Skeet Taylor with a date ... I can't even remember our last date night! I'm thinking dinner ... a movie ...a stroll around B&N ... ice cream ... Now he reminded me that he will be out of town Saturday night, taking Bran to a baseball showcase in Tennessee. I am bummed. And to top it off, after 24 years with one guy, I really have no other prospects to be my date on Saturday night!! Sheesh. Guess I'll stay home and wash my hair and be very bitter! :)